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Teamwork
Flashback - 2 years ago
"Think you'll go out with him again?" Dean asked, his mouth half full of pizza as Madison sat on her own bed, taking off her heels. He'd spent the night in the motel room alone, working on a job with Madison while their dad was in South Dakota helping Bobby with something and Sam was off at college. That night, Madison had gotten asked out on a date by the guy they met through their most recent case; his apartment building had been haunted.
"It couldn't have gone that well, considering I came back here instead of getting-"
"Ew," Dean made a face and she rolled her eyes.
"Gimme," Madison said, holding out her hand and he passed her a slice of pizza.
"Jeez, he didn't even get you dinner?" Dean asked skeptically.
"He did," Madison nodded. "But it was at this gross French place." They both made a face. "What part of I live out of my car with my dad and brother hunting ghosts screams I'm the kind of girl that likes French food." As she was saying this, part of the cheese slid off her pizza, getting sauce and melted cheese on the lap of her dress.
"I don't know, you're a pretty classy chick," Dean smirked at her and she rolled her eyes, tossing her pizza back in the box before going to clean off her dress.
"I don't know why I even bother," Madison mumbled, coming out of the bathroom after changing into her tank top and pajama pants. "Dating is stupid."
"Agreed," Dean nodded.
"Guys are stupid," she added now, taking her pizza back.
"Hey," he said in fake offense.
"You know what I mean," she rolled her eyes. "This one," she motioned to the door to mean her date. "Tried calling me babe." She made a face. "I'm not a babe."
"Agreed," Dean smirked at her.
"Dick," Madison laughed.
"Bitch."
When Dean got up that morning, Madison and Klaus were both awake, as well as Sam. Madison was laying on the couch, leaning back against the arm rest with her legs stretched out in front of her. Klaus sat next to her, allowing her legs to rest over his lap; they were looking through a baby name book. If they were any other couple, it would be cute. But, since it was his little sister and an original, he found it less than adorable.
Sam sat on the opposite couch, reading something out of their dad's journal. He invited Dean to sit and look through a few books with him as part of research. Madison seemed to look at him in curiosity, wondering if he was going to sit with them or not. Making the effort now to work together though, Dean politely smiled, sitting next to Sam who handed him a book, looking into the history of the New Orleans witches.
"Ok," Madison was telling Klaus. "So, I'm just gonna flip to a random page and pick my favorite name. You just tell me yes, no, or maybe."
"Got it," Klaus nodded and Madison opened the book.
"Ava," she read off first.
"Maybe," he nodded.
"Ok..." She flipped to the very back now. "Zoe."
"Maybe," he repeated. She nodded, flipping back again.
"Missy."
"No," Klaus said.
"Mmm...Alexa."
"No."
"Eva."
"You already said Eva," Klaus said in confusion.
"Yeah, but this one is with an E," Madison showed him. "The other one was with an A."
"Oh," he nodded now in understanding. "Well, if we pick that one, I like it better with an A."
"No way, me too," Madison agreed with enthusiasm; they both noticed Dean shifting in his seat.
"You're kidding."
"I'm serious," Madison laughed.
"I think we should name her that then," Klaus said now.
"Oh my God, we think so much alike," Madison told him.
"That's why we're so-"
"Are you two doing this on purpose?" Dean interrupted them in annoyance and Madison laughed.
"Not at first," Klaus told him. "But, when you started doing that uncomfortable shifting thing you do, it started to be funny."
"I don't do that," Dean told him.
"You absolutely do!" Madison told him with a laugh. "You adjust your feet, then you sit back in your seat, and roll your shoulders a little." She shook her head at him. "You got it from dad," she pointed out, remembering how he got uncomfortable anytime she would ask about Mary.
"I do not," Dean protested, going back to reading, involuntarily doing the exact thing Madison just described.
"You just did it," Sam pointed out, suppressing a laugh as he continued to read.
"That didn't get on your nerves?" Dean questioned his brother.
"Our sister picking out names for her kid?" Sam asked in disbelief. "No, not really."
"No," Dean said defensively. "The whole..." He motioned between Madison and Klaus. "Overly cute thing."
"And why does that bother you?" Madison asked, getting up from the couch now.
"Because you hate cute," Dean told her like it was obvious. "You're not cute."
"...thanks?" Madison asked in confusion.
"You know what I mean!" Dean said, realizing it came out wrong.
"Uh huh," Madison rolled her eyes, smacking his head as she walked by. "I'm getting juice, anyone want anything?" They all shook their heads and she turned to go to the kitchen. "Hey Bekah," she greeted her as she came down the steps.
"Hi Maddie," Rebekah smiled back as Madison walked away, her smile fading as she turned to look to her brother. "Aren't you supposed to be out getting Elijah back?"
"We were picking out baby names," Klaus told her, though his tone implied it was none of her business.
"Not that it isn't sweet, you taking care of Maddie and acting fatherly," Rebekah said sarcastically. "But, I think we have bigger priorities than naming your bun in her oven." Dean and Sam both looked at her as if to say too far and she rolled her eyes. "So, what is the plan for getting Elijah back?"
"Oh, you don't want to hear that plan," Madison commented as she came back, sipping her orange juice. "Because it sucks." Klaus gave her a look.
"And how would you handle it love?" Klaus mused, asking what she would do if Marcel had one of her brothers.
"Have you seen the front yard?" Madison asked back, referring to the bodies that had been there after she killed the vampires, Klaus having burned them late last night.
"Nice plan," Dean agreed, holding up a hand and she high fived him, leaning against the arm of the couch next to him.
"My plan is slightly less destructive," Klaus teased her and Madison rolled her eyes as he looked to his sister. "The plan is to ask Marcel for Elijah back."
"...that's it?" Dean said first.
"Told you it sucked," Madison agreed, drinking her juice again.
"I certainly hope you have a better plan for getting our brother after you stabbed him in the back," Rebekah argued with him.
"Actually, it was the front," Klaus corrected her. Rebekah picked something up to throw at him, but he caught it just before it hit him in the face. Rebekah just glared at him while Madison gave him a look that asked him to stop antagonizing. "That's only plan A," Klaus informed his sister now. "Plan B, as Maddie put it, is what happened in the front yard."
"Well, while you're doing that," Rebekah rolled her eyes at him, knowing Marcel wouldn't just give Elijah back. "I'm going to go track down that witch Maddie saw last night."
"Why?" Madison asked her.
"Because somebody had to have ratted you out to the vampires," Rebekah pointed out. "And, if there's a vampire and witch working together, don't you think we ought to know who it is?"
"Her plan sounds better than yours," Dean commented to Klaus, getting up from his seat now. Finally, a chance to go after these witches that were threatening his sister, almost getting her killed last night. "I'm in."
"Good," Rebekah grinned.
"Should I just keep doing this alone then?" Sam asked sarcastically about the research.
"That, and make sure Maddie doesn't going on any more pizza runs," Klaus commented as he was preparing to leave as well, kissing Madison's cheek as he went by.
"Ha ha," Madison said with an eye roll, watching the other three leave.
"Do you think it's the hunters?" Thierry was asking Marcel. Marcel was trying on a suit for the party he was having that night while Thierry, his right hand, updated him on anything that was going on. He said last night he heard there was a werewolf in the French Quarter and he sent four vampires after it, not hearing from them since.
"I wouldn't doubt it," Marcel agreed, checking himself in the mirror, adjusting his jacket. "But, we're not going to go starting anything with them, I'm gonna talk to Klaus about it."
"A lot of good that's doing," Thierry commented sarcastically.
"I wouldn't go blaming the hunters for everything," Klaus said, coming into the room now. "I know it's convenient, but it wasn't them."
"And we should just believe you?" Thierry asked sarcastically.
"Our family just wants to live here in peace," Klaus told the two of them. He had gone in with the intention of confronting Marcel about the attack on Madison, but that wouldn't allow them to get Elijah back. "The Winchesters wouldn't do anything unless provoked."
"You said they went after a werewolf T," Marcel said to him now. "Maybe there's more of them in town, back to stir up trouble." Thierry didn't comment. "Did you need something Klaus?"
"My brother actually," Klaus informed him. "Rebekah's back and demanding his return." He rolled his eyes. "Maddie's brother has taken to agreeing with her, so my living situation has become less than pleasant."
"So, three originals," Thierry chimed in now. "And three hunters all living in one house. That's just supposed to be ok with us?" He motioned to Klaus. "We're already betting the oldest one killed the night walkers," he said, with everyone thinking Dean would be the one to fly off and start killing the vampires in town.
"I wouldn't go threatening Dean if I were you," Klaus commented lightly. "He's proven to be quite the pain in the ass."
"Or maybe it's the sister," Thierry went on. "Maybe she's tired of living with vampires and just snapped."
"Ok!" Marcel jumped it, keeping Klaus from lunging at Thierry. "Peace, right?" He nodded at Klaus. "Come on," he said and Klaus followed him, though he continued to glare at Thierry. He followed Marcel to the main part of the compound, where preparations had already been started for the party that night. "You're coming tonight, right?"
"Wouldn't miss it," Klaus said; Marcel hesitated before speaking again.
"I'm assuming you're bringing your girl," Marcel said now. "If you want, I'd like you to invite her brothers. That way we can all meet, keep the peace."
"Absolutely," Klaus nodded. "Though, I'd like to talk a little less about her brothers and more about mine." Marcel sighed.
"Look, Thierry is right," Marcel told him. "The others weren't happy when you and Maddie came in, but that was ok. But now you've got two more Winchesters under your roof, and your sister?" He shook his head. "Isn't this why you gave me Elijah in the first place?"
"I guess you're right," Klaus agreed. "You can't blame me for trying though, you know how Rebekah can be."
"So, we both agree," Rebekah said as she and Dean were walking up to the shop that Madison had told them about. "Whatever we have to do, right?"
"Right," Dean agreed hesitantly, not sure exactly what that meant.
"Because it's for your sister," Rebekah reaffirmed and he nodded. "Good," she smiled, walking into the shop, Dean following close behind. The store was empty, except for the girl coming out of the back, carrying a box.
"Hi guys," she smiled at them, setting her box on the counter. "Can I help you with something?"
"Yeah actually," Dean nodded, pulling the half of the list his sister had given to him last night. "I'm looking for the other half of this."
"Why would I have your list?" Katie asked in confusion, turning back to her box. She felt someone grab her, but it wasn't Dean, it was Rebekah slamming her against the counter.
"Bekah," Dean said seriously.
"Oh please," Rebekah scoffed. "You hate witches and this one almost got Maddie killed." She looked back to Katie. "Who did you tell?"
"I just helped that girl get the stuff on her list," Katie choked out as Rebekah had her hand on her throat. She looked to Dean for help, but he knew Rebekah was right; whatever he had to in order to help his siblings.
"I'd answer her," Dean told her.
"Ok, I told someone," Katie said quickly and Rebekah let go of her, only to toss her onto the floor. "I sensed her baby was a wolf, I just thought she was one too."
"Who did you tell?" Rebekah asked.
"It's just because I love him..."
"Oh come on," Dean complained and Rebekah also rolled her eyes.
"Who did you tell?" Rebekah asked her again.
"My boyfriend," Katie confessed. "Thierry."
"Are you sure you don't want to come tonight love?" Klaus was asking Madison that night. She was sitting on the bed with her legs curled up reading while he was getting ready for the party that night.
"Ew, have you ever heard of a harvest ritual?" Madison asked, making a face. She had been reading up on the witches of New Orleans all day, trying to figure out how the girl keeping Elijah had as much power as she did, who they found out from Sophie was named Davina. They realized she had to be the one sensing the witches practicing magic and telling Marcel about it. That was also why the witches wouldn't just let them kill Marcel, they needed Davina back.
"Wait, did you say something?" Madison asked now, realizing how distracted she was.
"I asked if you wanted to go tonight," Klaus laughed, leaning over from his side of the bed to take the book from her hands.
"Hey," Madison laughed in protest, giggling as he grabbed her and pulled her over to the edge, leaning over her.
"You're wearing yourself out," Klaus told her, his eyes looking worried.
"I can't go out and do anything," Madison sighed. "So, I can at least take care of this half of things." She lifted her head up to kiss him once. "And, to answer your question, I don't think putting me in a room full of vampires is the best idea."
"You'd be safe," Klaus promised. "I'll be there, your brothers will be there."
"I will miss seeing Sam and Dean at this thing," Madison said lightly. "But, I really don't think I should."
"Mmm, why not?" Klaus asked curiously.
"Because," Madison said, a smile hinting on her lips. "The last time I went to one of these fancy parties, the weirdest thing happened to me." She paused for effect, biting her lip. "This really creepy guy kissed me, I think I'm scarred for life."
"No," Klaus said with a laugh. "Really?" She nodded. "Was it really that bad?"
"Oh, it was awful," Madison told him now, making him laugh again. "I actually ran away it was so bad."
"That sounds terrible," Klaus smiled at her.
"It gets worse," Madison assured him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her fingers brushing the back of his neck. "So, the next day, I see him at this bar." She lowered her voice. "Really, I was trying to pick up his younger, better looking brother-"
"Is that right?" Klaus chuckled and she nodded. "What happened next?"
"Well, creepy bad kisser guy gave me these puppy eyes, like he wanted me to talk to him. So, I'm thinking, ok fine whatever," she rolled her eyes. "I'll talk to you for a minute."
"There were puppy eyes?" he raised his eye brows skeptically.
"He was really good at them," Madison nodded now. "I think it's because he's a werewolf? But I don't know."
"Oh," Klaus was laughing now, gently touching her hair, brushing it out of her face. "Then what happened?"
"So, then he kisses me again!" Madison went on, sounding exasperated.
"Was it at least better this time?" Klaus mused.
"No, I think it actually got worse," Madison said, making him laugh more. "But then, I don't know. We started dating for a couple months? But, really, because I'm a hunter...there's not a lot of options, you get kinda desperate."
"Sounds unfortunate," Klaus smiled at her.
"Very much so," Madison agreed. "And now, to top it off, he knocked me up." She was laughing now too. "So, this is why I can't go to parties."
"Because some creepy guy with puppy eyes might get you pregnant," Klaus said and she nodded.
"You forgot bad kisser," she teased him and instead of saying anything, he leaned over and kissed her instead. "Mmmm," she sighed happily, looking up at him as they broke apart. "Between you and me though," she told him softly. "I hope our daughter has those eyes."
"And I hope she gets your laugh," he said back, pressing another kiss to her lips before pulling away and she groaned in protest, but knew he had to get going.
Dean hated everything about this. He hated the party, or more accurately, he hated having to get dressed up for it. He hated faking nice to all these vampires while Sam got to leave the party to see Katie. Earlier in the night, there had been an incident at her shop. The vampires were sent to the area to terrorize the witches, and Klaus compelled one of them to bite Katie. Seeing it happen, Thierry jumped in to help her, killing the vampire and therefore breaking Marcel's rule.
The plan, really, was genius. And for that reason, Dean hated it because it was Klaus's idea. Right now, Sam was off talking to Katie, convincing her that magic was the only way to save Thierry. After all, Marcel was going to kill him for what he did. And, whenever she came back and started performing her magic against the vampires, Dean was supposed to be the one to kill her; then, Thierry would get punished anyway. There would be one less witch and one less vampire to worry about. Marcel would not only trust Klaus now, but Dean as well. Grateful, Marcel would give Elijah back. And that was just another step towards Madison's safety. Dean thought this was a great plan, though complicated; he hated admitting that it was a great plan though.
"You could at least act like you're having fun," Rebekah commented to Dean, sipping her drink.
"I hate these things," Dean complained, shifting uncomfortably. He noticed Marcel and Klaus across the room, talking and acting like the best of friends. When another girl came into the party though, dressed as an angel, Dean saw Marcel stop and look at her, excusing himself from Klaus.
"What, the parties or the suit?" Rebekah mused.
"Both," Dean told her.
"Well, you look great," Rebekah told him with a smile.
"Who's that?" Dean nodded at the blonde and Rebekah rolled her eyes.
"I invited her to distract Marcel," she said simply and Dean gave her a serious look. "Her name is Cami or something."
"Involving humans?" Dean raised an eye brow. "I don't care if we kill off vampires or witches." He shrugged. "Even if Sam is a little iffy on the Katie thing."
"Well, again, Katie almost got your sister killed," Rebekah reminded him. "And she's just going to keep giving Thierry information if no one does anything." She looked to where Marcel was leaving to get Cami a drink. "And, don't worry about it, no one's going to hurt her." She looked at him seriously now. "But, I want my brother back Dean. No matter what."
"I get it," Dean nodded reassuringly. Rebekah noticed Marcel glancing over at her and Dean's way.
"Do you want to dance with me?" Rebekah asked him.
"What, now?" Dean asked in confusion; Dean never danced.
"No, when there's no music," Rebekah rolled her eyes. "Yes, now." Dean rolled his eyes back, but offered his hand to her, leading her out to dance. Dean saw it now as they were dancing slowly, how Marcel kept looking over to them.
"Oh come on," Dean half laughed.
"What?" Rebekah asked innocently.
"You and that guy, really?" Dean asked skeptically.
"Why is that so hard to believe?" Rebekah asked back.
"Because you're way out of that guy's league," Dean told her and she laughed, looking down and blushing. "I'm serious," Dean promised. "Do you see yourself tonight?"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Rebekah grinned at him.
"It means damn," Dean informed her and she laughed, making him smile; he liked having her as a friend.
"Well, thank you," Rebekah smiled sweetly at him. Hearing a bit of a confrontation, they both noticed Marcel upstairs with Thierry and a few others. "Almost time," Rebekah said quietly. "You ready?" Dean nodded.
Madison was bored out of her mind and realized she probably should have just gone to the party. After awhile, she gave up research because Klaus was right, she was wearing herself thin. She tried watching tv, but nothing held her interest. She walked the halls of the large house and picked the room that she wanted to be the nursery.
After awhile, she just sat with her dad's journal, reading through the old entries, eventually coming across the picture in the back of her family at the hospital the day that Sam was born; it made her sad. As she was looking at the picture, she felt more upset about her dad than she did in the entire time since Sam and Dean had come to New Orleans. Maybe it was just easier to pretend he was off hunting something and was just too mad to talk to her than it was to admit the truth. The longer she looked at the picture though, the more her head started to hurt. Eventually, she was doubled over in pain.
"You know, don't you?" the man with yellow eyes was saying to John. "About Sam?" John only nodded silently. "And what about your daughter?"
"We're not going to talk about Maddie," John told him. "This is about Dean."
"No, this is about all your kids," the demon told him. "Two monsters in one family-"
"Sam's the same as he's always been," John argued.
"For now," the demon smiled; John ignored the comment.
"Maddie's not a monster," John told him.
"She's only dating one," the demon commented sarcastically and John's shoulders went rigid. "And, pregnant with one." John seemed surprised. "I guess word didn't get out yet about that one," the demon said lightly. "To tell you the truth, I'm quite interested in the baby," it continued. "Don't know what it's going to be exactly, but I want it on my team." John was getting angrier by the second. "Then, Maddie will probably meet the same fate as her mother." John pulled out the colt, pointing the gun at the demon. "Go ahead and kill me," the demon shrugged. "Then, how will you make a deal for Dean? He's only got a little bit of time left..."
Madison gasped, the pain in her head subsiding as the vision went away. Either she could have visions too, or the hex bags from her dad's journal weren't doing anything against the demon from messing with her mind. Hearing a knock at the door, she was startled, but got up to get it anyway. She was surprised to see one of the other witches standing there, Sabine.
"Hi Maddie," she smiled at her. "I thought I'd keep you company for awhile since..." She trailed off, seeing her face. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," Madison told her, not sure what she was doing there anyway.
"Are you sure?" Sabine asked, touching her arm gently but then drawing her hand back quickly as she saw something about the baby.
"Just leave me alone," Madison told her, slamming the door.
Once Marcel found out about what Thierry had done, things started happening fast. One of the other vampires Klaus had compelled gave Marcel some spells Klaus had planted in Katie's shop, making them look guilty of working against Marcel. Though he was furious, Marcel wasn't going to kill Thierry; he was going to leave him trapped in the garden though for a hundred years.
As they were going outside, Katie showed up and chaos broke out. Not only was she performing magic against the vampires, but there was other magic working to help them back up; it was from Davina. Eventually though, Katie was able to knock Marcel down, having a stake ready in her hand to kill him. That's when Dean came in and killed her.
Now, Dean sat alone at one of the many bars, ordering another drink. The whole idea was too crazy to wrap his mind around and he wondered what John would say. He thought about it from his father's perspective. He took down a witch, that was good. He also got a vampire out of the way, also good. But he did these things to help two original vampires get one of their siblings back; that was probably bad. He did all those things though to help Madison, which was good...
"Hey," Marcel got his attention, joining him at the bar. "Drinking alone?"
"Long night," Dean commented, sipping his drink; Marcel just nodded.
"Thank you for that," Marcel said appreciatively. "Seriously." Dean nodded.
"Guess I hate witches more than vampires," Dean said lightly and Marcel half smiled. "Besides, the whole vampire peace thing is important to my sister, so..."
"You're a good brother," Marcel told him and Dean shrugged. "Listen, if there's anything you need, I owe you one."
"Ah, I need your buddy Klaus to stop driving me crazy all the time," Dean joked and Marcel laughed. "Really though, I heard the older brother was better at keeping him in check." He rolled his eyes. "My sister doesn't think stuff he does is a big deal, but I think it'd help even things out."
"Plus, you're with Rebekah now," Marcel ventured a guess, but Dean shook his head.
"We're friends," Dean explained. "And, I know she really wants Elijah back." He shrugged. "I know what it's like to do whatever you can for your siblings." Marcel shrugged now.
"Hey, if that's really what you want," Marcel told him. "I'll get him back to you guys."
Dean arrived home alone, the others already leaving to go back to the house. The plan had worked out perfectly, with him going to the bar alone to wait for Marcel to show up. Now, they were getting Elijah back, and plans against both the vampires and the demon would really start to take shape; at least, that was what he hoped. Entering the house now, he had to pass by the study, where he heard muffled crying on the other side of the door.
"Mads?" Dean asked, peeking his head in. She was leaning back against the desk, covering her mouth to muffle her crying.
"Close the door," Madison told him and he did, though he came in first.
"What's going on?" Dean asked in concern. "Where's Klaus?"
"Upstairs," Madison said quietly, wiping her eyes; he just thought she couldn't sleep and was going to be up reading her dad's journal.
"Did he do something?" Dean asked, his voice low but angry. "Did he hurt you?"
"No," Madison shook her head. "Oh my God, no." It was such a ridiculous idea.
"Then, what's going on?" Dean asked and she was silent. "No more secrets Mads, remember?" She took a deep breath, wiping the last of the tears from her eyes.
"I know you don't want to talk about dad," she told him. "But, I need to, ok?" He nodded, concern in his eyes. "Earlier I...saw him, when he was making his deal."
"I thought the hex bags were supposed to stop that," he said back in surprise; she shrugged.
"Either they're pieces of shit or I'm some kind of psychic too," Madison grumbled, even though she saw a past event. "I don't know, it's just..." She started tearing up again.
"C'mon Mads, don't do that," Dean told her; he hated when she cried.
"I think dad hated me," Madison admitted, fighting the tears off.
"What?" Dean asked like she was crazy. "No, he didn't. Why would you think that?"
"Because of what I saw," Madison argued. "He already knew Klaus and I were together, and he was pissed about it. And the demon kept throwing it in his face, and told him I was pregnant." Dean was surprised. "And he told him...that I was gonna be like mom, and that dad could either kill him or deal to save you." She motioned to her brother. "You're here and the demon's still out there, waiting to come get me."
"Madison," Dean complained. "Dad didn't pick me over you." He shook his head. "You wanna know what dad told me, before he died? The entire reason we came to New Orleans in the first place."
"Because you needed help with Sam," Madison said now. "Dad said you had to save him or kill him, and you guys shouldn't have to deal with that alone."
"That," Dean nodded. "And, dad told me you were in trouble. He told me I had to find you and keep you safe."
"He said that?" Madison asked in confusion and he nodded.
"Dad wouldn't want anything to happen to you Mads," Dean said like it was obvious. "No matter how pissed off he was at you." He shook his head. "Dad saved me because he knew that all three of his kids would be safe then, because I'd never let anything bad happen to you two. All right?" She nodded. "All right, good." He sighed as he thought of the next part.
"What?" Madison asked.
"As much as I'd like to leave him," Dean nodded at the door, meaning Klaus who was still upstairs. "Out of our family business...he's your family now, which means he's mine too. And, you should tell him if the demon's still messing with you." She sighed.
"No more secrets," Madison nodded in agreement.
Dean remained downstairs alone, restless and unable to sleep. He was worried even more now for Madison, wondering how exactly the demon was getting into her head and making her see these things. He also had no idea how John knew about her and her relationship, but then again John always seemed to know everything. Going into the kitchen to get a beer, Dean turned when he heard someone else coming into the room; it was Klaus.
"Mind if I join you?" Klaus asked and Dean shook his head, nodding at the counter for him to sit.
"Beer?" Dean offered and Klaus nodded, so Dean grabbed two, sitting across from him. "Didn't take you for much of a beer drinker."
"Occasionally," Klaus nodded and the two fell into silence. "I know you're the one that told Maddie to come talk to me, about what she saw."
"You should know," Dean shrugged simply and Klaus nodded quietly. "I know my sister can be a pain in the ass when it comes to this sort of thing," Dean said and Klaus kept from laughing, but did smile. "You can admit it, I know it's true."
"She has a hard time letting people take care of her," Klaus commented and Dean nodded in agreement.
"She'd rather take care of things herself, she doesn't like people to worry," Dean explained.
"Very independent that one," Klaus agreed.
"Mmm," Dean rolled his eyes at some memories of Madison as he sipped his beer. "Always has been." He shook his head. "She tell you about how she used to run away all the time?"
"She said she'd go hunt alone for awhile, usually after a fight with your father," Klaus explained.
"I was eighteen the first time she ran off," Dean recalled. "Mads was sixteen, just learned how to drive." He shook his head. "The fight with my dad was that he wouldn't take her to Bobby's salvage yard to find a car to fix up for her. Not till after we were done with the job we were on anyway." He smiled fakely at Klaus. "Guess who's car she stole and took to South Dakota."
"No," Klaus laughed and Dean nodded.
"So, I'm freaking out," Dean continued. "Sam's worried, you know, sixteen year old girl took off on her own." He made a big waving motion. "The entire way across the country, keep in mind, because we were in Vermont or something ridiculous, I don't know." He shook his head. "And dad still wouldn't budge. Start a job, you have to finish it."
"How long till you went after her?" Klaus asked curiously.
"Three weeks," Dean said in annoyance. "So, at this point, it's less hey teenage girl ran away and more dad, Madison had her license for three days and stole my car."
"And you treat that car like your child," Klaus interjected.
"I still can't think about Maddie stealing it," Dean said, seeming uneasy. "I mean..." He motioned to him now. "You've seen her drive. What do you think?"
"That I fear for my life," Klaus agreed.
"And you can't even die," Dean said, making him laugh. "That tells you how bad she is." He rubbed his forehead, remembering the story. "So, we finally get to Bobby's and my car is just sitting there. In one piece," he added on. "And we go inside and ask Bobby where Maddie is. And he says, oh she left a week ago." Dean made a face that said what the hell, and Klaus laughed. "So, in that time, she got to South Dakota, fixed the car by herself, and then left to go hunting again."
"Wow," Klaus said and Dean nodded.
"Unfortunately, I think she took that to mean no one cared," Dean offered. "And that my dad would rather her go off on her own." He shook his head. "Which really wasn't true, he didn't like when we went off on our own, but he never stopped us."
"He trusted you," Klaus nodded and Dean agreed.
"And I think it was harder for him with Mads," Dean went on. "She's a girl, he probably thought she needed a mom more than any of us. He never really knew how to talk to her about stuff, not that he was really good at talking anyway." He shrugged. "So, she got used to trying to deal with things by herself."
"I'm sure it wasn't easy," Klaus offered.
"She's perfectly capable of taking care of herself," Dean said now. "But no one should have to." He drank his beer. "Guess that's why she has you now."
"And why she needs you and Sam to stick around," Klaus told him before finishing his beer. "Thank you for that."
"Sure," Dean shrugged, taking the empty bottle from him, not quite sure if he meant the beer or the talk; Dean was happy to have shared both though. "Anytime."
thanks for reading! :) i really hope you liked it! i know it's a lot of "the originals" plot now, but there will be more "supernatural" getting brought in soon...and a klaus/maddie flashback again i think in the next update! :) please let me know what you thought!
